This would have been a much better book had the localization been done with more care. The mini-paragraphs, the constant spacing between them and the painful, rough-draft type writing style all kept me from being able to concentrate on the story. All in all, it came off as very unprofessional. ( )

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For such a small and short title, this book took me forever to finish. I think pulling out my wisdom teeth was a shorter and more pleasant experience.

Momo is a shinigami, aka the Japanese version of the Grim Reaper. Except she's not very grim at all. She shows up, the bell on her scythe tinkling, to let people know that it's time. The book is composed of several stories of people who are going to die, or who have somebody close to them dying, all of their tales linked by Momo's appearance in their lives.

The idea could have been so incredible and poignant, but my enjoyment of this book was marred by the not-so great writing. I hate the book's omniscient narrator. I hate omniscient narrators, period. This is a rare case where the translation is probably perfect, but the problem really lies in the original source material, which isn't that awesome to begin with. ( )